After Lao Gong lost his memory, he thought he was a double

The words of the big boss caused Assistant Zhang to be in a mess for a while, forgive me for my shallow knowledge, but fuck it, you can do this!Sample? !

In the next second, he heard a muffled laugh from outside the door. Assistant Zhang's eyes suddenly became frightened, and his body subconsciously fell back.

Fu Mingcheng's pupils shrank sharply, he turned his head to look at the door with a gap, and saw Xie Ling's figure through the gap.

Seeing that he was found, Xie Ling had no choice but to open the door and enter the room. He sat next to Fu Mingcheng again, and tried very hard to hold back his laughter.

"Lingling..." Fu Mingcheng grabbed Xie Ling in a panic.

What Ling Ling likes is Que Que, not him. Ling Ling knows that he is not Que Que, and he will definitely not want him. The time these days is so good, so good that he forgets that the love he has on him is actually stolen from another person. here.

"Don't touch me, don't touch me..." Xie Ling could hold back at first, but after being pulled, his defense was completely broken.

Queque's brain circuit can always surprise him!How did Que Que come to the conclusion that there are two people before and after amnesia...it's obviously him!

Moreover, what is he who is stupid, Ming Queque is not smart now!

Xie Ling laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up, her eyes were stained with mist, and the ends of her eyes were slightly red, as if she had cried at first glance.

Fu Mingcheng felt sore in his heart, "He will come back."

Lingling actually stopped crying because that person was gone. Lingling really likes that person, so he is willing to wake up that person. If he can't wake up, he can pretend to be that person in the future to make Lingling happy.

Xie Ling's laughter paused, and then he couldn't hold back the laughter at all, his shoulders shrugged uncontrollably, he was out of breath, "You, you, stop talking..."

Did you deliberately want the young master to die laughing here!

The little chickens had distorted expressions, either facing the wall and thinking about their mistakes, or covering their mouths tightly: help!We can't take it anymore!

Fu Mingcheng's heart ached, Ling Ling didn't even want to listen to his voice.

That night, Young Master Xie still wanted to laugh when he saw Fu Mingcheng, and couldn't stop at all.He tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep at all, and finally lifted the quilt furtively and went to the next room.

Fu Mingcheng opened his eyes in the darkness, his dark and deep eyes became gloomy, he raised his hand to touch the pillow Xie Ling left behind, his eyes were sore.

Lingling doesn't want him anymore.

Xie Ling left at two o'clock in the morning, and he came back cautiously at 05:30 in the morning. Hey, if I didn't see him when I got up in the morning, I would definitely be thinking wildly.Xie Ling was sleepy at first, and fell asleep after lying on the bed for a while. He subconsciously moved towards the heat source around him, and quickly rolled his body into the man's arms. Rubbed the pillow.

Fu Mingcheng, the human-shaped pillow who hadn't slept all night, opened his eyes, and his ears were stained red. He hugged him carefully, for fear of waking the young man up. He lowered his head and kissed the young man's hair, as lightly as if he was touching something fragile.

This is a treasure he obtained through countless despicable means, how could he be willing to give it up to others.

Xie Ling slept soundly this time, and slept until noon. When he opened his eyes, he was still in a daze, and his brain was groggy. Xie Ling secretly warned himself that he must never stay up late again, it would be too harmful to his body.Just after waking up, his vision was a bit blurry, Xie Ling blinked his eyes, and then his vision became clear.

In front of him was the peaceful sleeping face of a man. Xie Ling stared at this face for a while, and then regained his consciousness. He realized that his current posture was a little awkward.Xie Ling's sleeping posture has always been very regular, but last night he might have been too sleepy, and Que Que was warm, so he posted it in a daze, but it was not enough to post it, and he wanted to bully Que Que, one leg was so special Arrogantly pressing down on Fu Mingcheng, he really has the aura of a wealthy patron!

Young Master Xie said in his heart that a man of his age mainly had a heart for Queque, so he carefully moved his leg away, and accidentally bumped into the little Queque while moving.

Hmm... really energetic!

Lying on the bed, it's easy to think wildly. Master Xie's thoughts are wandering. Que Que always seems to be so energetic. How do you solve it after you are mentally exhausted?

Could it be that you have been holding back?

Xie Ling thought that the source of this bloody commercial war was actually caused by the "Shiquan Dabu Shanghuo Package"...

Boss Li of Huaixiangju never imagined that his new dishes suffered from Waterloo because the ingredients used in the dishes were too honest.

Xie Ling suddenly poked Queque's face with his hand. The two were so close that Xie Ling could almost count the number of Queque's eyelashes. If it was normal, Xie Ling might indulge himself to look at Queque's face more , but today he has an important schedule.

Take Queque to see my aunt.

Que Que's mental state has always been on the verge of danger, and she can't continue to procrastinate. She used to think that she was someone else's stand-in, but now it's better, and she can even think of it for herself.

"You're so stupid." Xie Ling moved his finger down and tapped on Fu Mingcheng's chest.

Thinking of the wound here, Xie Ling subconsciously circled it with his fingers, as if a feather brushed against the skin, with a hint of provocation. The man's breathing was disordered for a moment, and Xie Ling caught it sharply, "Huh?"

Xie Ling narrowed his eyes, deliberately slid his hand down, and then skillfully stopped on the abdominal muscles. He touched the abdominal muscles, felt the trembling of the skin under his hands, and his eyes became sharp, "Why are you pretending to be asleep again!"

Fu Mingcheng's long eyelashes trembled, he closed his eyes and hugged Xie Ling a little tighter.

As long as I don't open my eyes, I don't wake up.

Xie Ling said in a faint tone, "I met me again."

Fu Mingcheng's body froze, and he released his strength slightly. Just when Xie Ling was about to turn over and roll out, Fu Mingcheng tightened his arms again and hugged Xie Ling in his arms.

When I touch it, I touch it, I want to hug Lingling!To be a man is to work hard and make progress!

Xie Ling: "..."

Fu Queque decided on a course of action of not opening her eyes, not waking up, and hugging Lingling. Xie Ling struggled to no avail and could only look up at the window. Looking at him, he felt that something was wrong. Why was there a little red spot on the curtain? flash?

He squinted his eyes, memory flooded, and suddenly remembered a big event, "Surveillance..."

Master Xie's compassion was swept away, he pushed away the dog man who was hugging him, turned over and sat on the man, he leaned over and grabbed the man's collar, his eyes were sharp and his expression was super fierce, "Say, what's the matter with the surveillance?" Something happened!"

Only then did Fu Mingcheng open his eyes, his expression was not flustered, but rather aggrieved.

Xie Ling frowned, and just about to say something, the man said, "Chirp."

"It's useless to be cute at this time, let me ask you..."

Fu Mingcheng blinked: "Jiujiu."

The man's dark eyes were clear and innocent, and Xie Ling's questioning stopped abruptly.

"What do you mean?" Xie Ling paused, and then said with a trembling voice, "Fu Mingcheng did this. What does it have to do with you, Fu Queque?"

Fu Mingcheng tweeted twice more.

Xie Ling: "..."

Hey!

It was the first time that Xie Ling knew that Fu Mingcheng was so shameless. Opening his eyes and talking nonsense was considered a compliment to him. Isn't this fucking out of thin air!

Young Master Xie was so angry that he almost had a heart attack. If this continues, he may also have mental illness.

"Hurry up and go see the doctor." Xie Ling had already washed and changed, turned his head and saw that Fu Mingcheng was still lying on the bed in his pajamas, hugging his pillow like an autistic baby who would rather die than surrender.

Xie Ling tugged at Fu Mingcheng like pulling a carrot, and when he couldn't pull it, he zoomed in, "Fu Queque wouldn't be so misbehaving!"

Fu Mingcheng was reluctant to wash up now, but he could still feel his procrastination from his slow movements.

Fu Mingcheng went into the cloakroom, opened the closet, and looked at the clothes inside, feeling sore in his heart. Here are all the memories of Ling Ling and Que Que, there is no room for him to get involved.

"Change quickly, or you'll have to go out if you procrastinate." Xie Ling said coldly.

Not going to work today, Xie Ling didn't wear formal clothes, Fu Mingcheng felt aggrieved and grabbed a casual clothes of the same color to change into.

The hoodie and jeans, combined with the man's docile expression, really looked like a college student who had just graduated. When he looked up at Xie Ling, there seemed to be a youthful throbbing in his dark eyes.

Xie Ling leaned lazily on the door frame with his arms around his arms, his eyes fell on Fu Mingcheng, and he always felt that something was wrong.He suddenly thought of something, went straight to the dressing table, opened the drawer and picked out a pair of glasses.

I don't know since when, there are more things belonging to Fu Mingcheng in the cloakroom, such as clothes, shoes, accessories... and more than a dozen pairs of glasses.

Thinking about it this way, Queque really looks like a hardworking little ant-moving very diligently.

He brought the glasses in front of Fu Mingcheng, and the latter was about to take it, but Xie Ling withdrew his hand, lifted his chin lightly, and said in a low voice, "Low your head."

Fu Mingcheng's heart skipped a beat, his Adam's apple twitched, and he lowered his head obediently.

Xie Ling put the glasses on the bridge of Fu Mingcheng's nose, and nodded with satisfaction, "There's something inside."

"What?" Fu Mingcheng was at a loss.

Xie Ling leaned closer and kissed Fu Mingcheng, and said with a smile, "You look like a beast in clothes."

The two messed around in the cloakroom for a long time. This time Xie Ling still remembered to take Que Que to see his aunt for a follow-up visit, but Fu Mingcheng was called away by Assistant Zhang.

Ling Yun really couldn't do without Fu Mingcheng at this time. He didn't make enemies, but directly pushed the disobedient people to the opposite side, and then crushed the opponent with absolute strength.

The day before New Year's Day, Wen Ziran's farewell concert began, and a group of ex-girlfriends were invited to the stage to sing a duet.

Well, every duet of Second Young Master Wen is full of affection.

There was a tsunami at the scene, and I decided to leave my hand... No, it was passionate cheers, and the online live broadcast was also extremely popular, with barrages overwhelming.

There's something weirdly absurd about it.

At the same time, Ling Yun made a snipe attack on Rong's family, and Xie's family also joined in.

Rong Shennian was horrified to find out that most of the scattered shares of Rong's subsidiaries were owned by Fu Mingcheng.

This was a premeditated attack.

Mr. Rong, who had been famous all his life, finally realized this, but he was already powerless.

At the concert, the girl group Twelve took the stage, and the twelve girls swayed their charm on the stage to their heart's content. Wen Ziran also changed his affectionate style of painting. This is an ironic song, and it is Twelve's debut song.The song ridicules the false prosperity and the capital of luxury and money, with a strong sense of rhythm.

The lights in this scene are extremely colorful, mobilizing the enthusiasm of the audience.

And behind the scenes in the distance, the violent storm against the Rong family finally came to an end.

The Xie family and Ling Yun joined forces and swallowed 50.00% of Rong's shares, and the Rong's building was about to collapse.

After zero o'clock, the equity information update is announced, and the real rise is the real thing-the storm is coming.

Xie Ling woke up and found that it was snowing outside, snowflakes fell from the sky to the ground, covered in white.

Yesterday was a very important day, Wen Ziran's concert, Twelve's debut show... But Xie Ling fell asleep right away.

Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that Que Que deliberately coaxed him to sleep.

Xie Ling went downstairs, but he didn't see Fu Mingcheng. He scratched his hair and called Que Que directly. The phone beeped twice, and then was hung up by the opposite party.

This was the first time Queque had hung up on him, so he should be busy.

Xie Ling thought about it and didn't call back. He was going to go out for a meal.

He put on his down jacket and went downstairs. He planned to go to the breakfast shop across the street to order a steamed bun, but he saw Que Que's car at the door.

Looking around, he found Fu Mingcheng with a gloomy expression in a hidden corner.

Xie Ling ran towards Fu Mingcheng, and threw himself on Fu Mingcheng, "Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Fu Mingcheng caught the young man, a tall and straight man standing in the snow, looking indifferent and ascetic.He looked down at the young man in his arms with a tender look in his eyes.

"Lingling, let's get a divorce."

Xie Ling: "..."

Give you a chance to speak well.

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